onepissedoffcancer:

-You glance over, still on edge about anyone entering your room. Thankfully, it’s just Rose and you can’t help the small smile that twitches at your lips. Knowing that this person, someone you’ve only spoken with a few times, actually took time out of her day to come and see you?

You made a mental note that you had to do something in return, to thank her at some point.-

Hey, ‘m over here. There’s a chair already next to the bed..

-Your voice was quieter than your normal quiet speech, but it was only understandable. Sitting in the bed with bandages on your left arm, an iv in your right, it was just a remind of what you did and how now you have to live with it.-

You nod politely as if to acknowledge his presence and establish your own, moving forward a little hesitantly, discerning that his bed is about twenty feet in front of you but unsure of where the chair is exactly.  You use your cane to sweep out a path for you, stopping when you tap against one of the legs of the chair, and taking a seat.

Ah, thank you for pointing it out.

You’re quiet too, as if not wanting to disturb the eerie peace that seemed to settle over the room.  You can’t see how Karkat himself is doing, but you can tell from his voice that he’s had better days.  You give him a small smile of reassurance.

How are you holding up?